It's raining gently outside, I love that. :) It's just the easy, slow time of morning, where if someone was in my bed, then I would feel absolutely no need to leave them, just hold onto them tight. The rain of course, does mean one thing, that my hair picks up the moisture and goes curly. This brings me onto my topic of woe, the exorbitant price of hair styling in the US. For whatever reason, in the US, not only are you pretty much paying one-to-one with Austraian dollars for someone to do your hair, in some cases it's more and of course, after that insult you're expected to tip as well! Ugh...
Music - Counting Crows "Round here"
So, now that I'm awake, the question is what to do today? I was half serious about the bowling league, until I checked the address and time and found that it was miles away, and started after the buses stopped running.
7:10 pm - Well, today turned out prety much like most of the previous weekends, I cycled to the lab to check my email and came home afer a while. However on Friday I saw a bunch of guys selling pizza in the Union to raise money for the UM rugby club which was playing on Saturday, so at noon today I cycled over and got there just as it started. I have to admit, it's been a long time since I've trawled up and down the sidelines at a rugby match (not since the end of 1996) but it was fun and brought back a lot of memories. UM won 10-7 despite a sudden downpour which drifted through towards the end, and what could be more traditional then a game of "mud footy". ;)
Today incidentally is "Fun Day", something I had previously heard mention of through Sherilyn's diary. It's hard not to be skeptical that you have to name the day in order to tell people that it's going to be a "fun", but I guess Americans are not generally oer-endowed with subtly or irony. Still, as long as it's not compulsory and I can avoid it, that's fine by me. I still haven't received my meds from Vanuatu, nor my pin number, nor any word on the staus of my loan. The last two I can do without, but I wish the first would hurry up, and I just hope it hasn't been seized by customs or anything else.
I've also been thinking of transferring my site to a new URL, I've been at my current address since September 1997, so naturally I'm nostalgically attached to it, but since then my priorities have changed. ("Insiders" will know exactly what I'm talking about). There are a lot of other sites linked to it, but now I don't want that kind of "attention", I guess I want to start afresh some place else, although the free hosting on yahoo is very convenient.
I cycled to the lab, and on my way back I diverted and caught the metrorail down to one of the malls. I was on the look-out for rollerblades, and imagine my surprise when I found a pair which a) Cost less than $40, and b) actually fitted! One of the shop assistants was doing his absolute best to chat me up which I found mildly amusing, he was just falling over himself to be helpful. I came home and took the blades down to the park, and after strapping on elbox, knee and wrist pads, proceeded to teach myself how to roller-blade I didn't have any major mishaps, though it was fairly exhausting. My left leg is much weaker than my right, which makes it hard to build up a regular motion, but I expect that it is simply a matter of practice. As if to emphasize the point, I bladed over to the lab to check email and back again. I was very tired and hot by the time I finally made it home, but I know it was very good exercise, something I've been missing in my sedate ides to work on my bike.
An email to the antijen list.
[AntijenAdult] On the numerous ways that bicycles are superior to blades.
Please sit calmly whilst I postulate,
1) Bicycles have brakes. That's right no more rolling off into the grass, rocks, oncoming traffic, etc...
2) Bicycles have suspension (usually). Remember that tiled floor which looks so nice when you cycled over it? *bump bump bump bump bump*
3) Bicycles have a seat.
4) Gears.
5) Hills: In case of hills, see 4) Gears.
I could go on, but never mind. I am intent on learning to rollerblade though, why? Well, it's sort of like eating with chopsticks, but without the chopsticks or the eating. If someone says "Hey let's go for a blade", I intend to be able too, sort of like when someone says "Hey, I have a rare brain tumour", I can deal with that too (Hint: It involves chopsticks). But also because it's supposed to be good for the stomach muscles which admittedly don't get over exercised on a bike. Well, I'm here at work now, now a 30 min blade home... ick...